As we could watch the backs of pissing men for hours, I would like top find a dance that breaks through our limiting
aesthetic notions of dance as mere gesture and organised behaviour. To bring back the vivacity of each moment, bodies as
freerummaging wild animals, wandering through space and through the collective memory of their species. A dance that doesn't
refer to whatever story of source of inspiration, but which poses it's own laws. The dancing body as actuality, not as
metaphor.
